"She'd try," Dara retorted automatically. "You're... Talia's boy, then? At least, if you weren't so old, that's what I'd say. You've got her... face." Which was the easiest way to say that he just reminded Dara of Talia. It was probably the Sight tickling the back of his brain, confirming the truth of what his new family member was saying.

"No. No sitting down, not until you buy your uncle a drink or whatever passes for one around here." Dara wrapped his hand around Kale's upper arm firmly. "Come on, you've got explaining to do."